Mosaic
Mosaic
i.
With the arc of its hull,
an overturned boat
carves out a space
beneath the bay trees.
ii.
New
leaves
sparkle
at the tips
of laurel branches.
Autumn’s fruit is already formed.
iii.
So much green. Refreshed
and full of light, my eye lifts
away from darkness.
iv.
A litter of kittens
flickers through a patch of sun.
A thought catches fire.
